The Man Upstairs - Live

On the wedding anniversary
 Of the Johnsons they went out on a date
 Little Jimmy had strict orders
 To be in bed, to be in bed by eight
 But little Jimmy he knew they'd be late
 And he liked TV, he thought it was great
 He's not alone
 Turning channels, Jimmy faltered
 After hearing what he thought might have been
 Creepy chuckles, scary breathing
 And the sounds of metal s-s-s-s-scraping on wood
 Hired by the Johnsons that day
 He's professional
 And likes things his way
 Or not at all
 He's for hire
 The man upstairs
 He'll take care of
 You
 Jimmy grabbed the phone receiver
 Called the fuzz up while he peed in his pants
 Down the staircase in the next room
 Here he comes kid, hatchet clutched in his hands
 Jimmy trembled and crept through the dark
 Into the kitchen where all the knives are
 He's not alone, yeah
 Here comes the man
 He's for hire
 The man upstairs
 He'll take care of
 You
 You can't trust Mom, you can't trust Dad
 What do you do when your folks go bad?
 The man upstairs watched in terror
 As Jimmy with a knife came flying through the air
 Red light, blue light, cops burst in
 They put a bunch of guns into their hands and then
 The cops said "Freeze! You better stop now!
 You better stop now or you're gonna be dead,
 Yeah, and they pumped little Jimmy full of lead
 'Cause they thought he was crazy in the head
 And after that they heard a voice that said
 They heard a voice that said
 I'm the man upstairs, I'm the man, I'm the man upstairs
 I'm the man upstairs, I'm the man, I'm the man upstairs
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 Whoa
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 I'm the man, the man from upstairs
 Whoa, yeah...